The fragrance of books under the lamp

 　　"The moon shines through the bamboo window on a quiet night; I close the door and read, forgetting sleep." This is a state of mind for reading under the lamp.

　　In the stillness of the night, the lamplight feels especially warm; with a book as my companion, the night becomes even more vibrant and evocative. I surrender the night entirely to books, my eyes lingering on the words on the pages, letting my thoughts wander freely. Night reading has made me accustomed to the quiet of the night, and

　　I've developed a dependence on the fragrance of books at night. As early as my student days, I cultivated the habit of reading under the lamp. During the day, I struggled with schoolwork, but the night was my own. By the light of the lamp, I immersed myself in the world of reading. Back then, I read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, Qiong Yao's love stories, and the complete Sherlock Holmes stories, completely absorbed. Reading under the lamp filled my school years with joy and laid a solid foundation for my future. Lu You wrote a poem: "White hair mercilessly invades old age, but the green lamp has a flavor reminiscent of childhood." This is an ancient elder's deep recollection of reading under the lamp in his childhood. It perfectly resonates with my own feelings.

　　Reading under the lamp, though somewhat tedious, is never lonely. Under the incandescent light, the words come alive; you feel as if you are conversing with the text, exchanging ideas, and chatting face-to-face with the author. Even after starting work, the nights are still filled with the scent of books, and my reading has broadened considerably, from food and collectibles to leisure reading and professional literature. The experience of reading at night is so intimate and warm, so enjoyable, enriching my life and allowing me to gain so much more.

　　When reading under the lamp, I especially love classic works. At night, my thoughts become more open and clear, allowing me to immerse myself in the text, opening my mind and gaining deeper understanding and insights. Opening the long-forgotten *Dream of the Red Chamber*, the characters come alive again, magnified and clear under the lamplight. I remember when I first read it many years ago, I focused on the tragic love story, always feeling that Daiyu's fate was too tragic, that lovers could not be together. Tonight, rereading under the lamp, I find the author's profound love, compassionate sympathy, and rich imagination and creative power. Using history and future, reality and ideals, philosophy and poetry, imbued with blood and tears, he paints a series of moving tales of human relationships.

　　Long scrolls under the lamp, nighttime reading is like savoring tea, the more you taste, the richer the flavor. Those yellowed books, those masters' wisdom, shine even brighter under the lamplight.

　　The fragrance of books under the lamp fills life with warmth and beauty, adorning the long night and illuminating my life's journey.

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